The Life and Times of Peter Green
Archive: 24 March - 8 April 2001
Dig up a BUS/On Tour photo for use on Neil's Frenz.com site, thought it
could be a good idea to do an ON THE ROAD area (located in the Tour area),
Neil wanted me to add stuff to his own site but I thought I'd offer it to
Deb first as the original thought was for Nil Fun to be graphics, music and
images...zilch text, and Frenz.com for text...which I like...so anyway the
BUS photo seemed the perfect image for the button.
I have to confess it's not one of our tour Buses, it's actually a shot that
belongs to my Mum, of her old Bus that her hockey team use to board when
they played country games...but it's such a funky deco Bus it was calling
out to be noticed.....
Day light savings is over so the clocks go back and we get an extra hour of
sleep...which is perfect as the CD/Collectors Fair is on today, a chance to
clean up the office and have some interesting bits and pieces on the table
for the fans, also we met a lot of new members today so that was nice.
The table sales become a fund raiser for the club.
Arrived feeling refreshed, and we leave at 3.00. Am horrified how expensive
some of the Crowdies/Enz singles are at things like this $40 for a vinyl
single. We leave at 3.00, it's a long day, always want to do some writing
but there are too many interruptions (boy interrupted)...
Chat to Enz man Eddie Rayner about his solo CD- yes his next since HORSE. It
will be titled PLAY IT STRAIGHT and will have a June release. Eddie is
sending us 2 instrumentals for the club I LIKE IT RARE c.d...
they are titled : EASTERN MOON and WALKING THE JOG. (yes it says JOG not
Dog). So we have to pick one of these.
We paid for the Post Office Box (333) for another year, think we've had it
for several decades, when I die I think the fans will burn me on a funeral
pyre and stuff my dust and remains into the P.O. Box... in a Marilyn Monroe
sort of way, the address is on so many CDs by so many artists that mail will
probably still arrive at 333 even after I'm long gone.
A few emails asking about the HUSSY title...it was in my head one day, I
think it came from Paul Hester/LLT's song "PARIS" which is Paul's Ode to
touring with Crowded House...."Someone called me a shameless Hussy..." is
one of the lines in the song....seemed to fit.
Really annoyed today, been trying to track down this Titanium Macintosh for
the office, we tried all the Mac stores, annoying, even all the new stores,
I think the crappy Aussie dollar probably has them limiting stock...it
became very frustrating and so far we don't have it (The Mac.) Which means I
don't take the computer to NZ....really pissed me off.
Start packing items for the various NZ band-rooms, backdrops, Tibetan flags
and wall hangings, incense holders, candles and lights...all squashed into
the good ol' metal suitcase.
Have an appointment with Edward at Giza, going back to Blue Black for this
tour and decide to get a thick strand of bright red in the front, looks
alright but the black always makes me look like a pale skin. Might change it
in the UK, IF I end up going, can never tell as the tour budgets are always
scary- it costs a small fortune to tour these days and Neil is keeping
ticket prices as low as possible.
Noel Crombie calls by with his cd of TAKE ME TO YOUR RULER, Mark loves it,
I'm into it...intrigued and also funny....very Noel.
Didn't sleep too well...wake up at 5.00, before dusk and leave the house at
6.00, Mark makes a super human effort to come say goodbye...I like driving
this time of day, seeing all the morning mist evaporate from the grasses in
the parks...the newspaper man delivering the news....and of course I get
totally lost on the way to the airport. Thankfully a jolly woman out for a
walk is a godsend (was she real?) and turns me in the right direction. Jolly
woman are always sending me in the right direction......so be it.
Get to the Limo. service and they freak that I am not driving the Grey
Ghost, they almost have a wake for it but it's gone to a good home.
Flight over was fine, read, dreamt, got a bit freaky about a week of gigs.
I'm expecting Johnny Marr to be amazing and a gentleman , have no idea what
to expect from the Radiohead boys or Eddie Vedder. The press always seem to
beat up on Vedder because he won't play the game...those shorts and his
curly locks....such a Pearl Jam image. Lisa Germano I hear nothing but nice
things...and Sebastian Steinberg most of the Finn related people know......
Arrive NZ customs, first bags off, straight through and I am instantly met
by the lovely Helen Eccles who is the other half of the Eccles Promotion
team. Helen's husband Brent we have seen play several hundred times with the
Angels. Instantly I like Helen and we get along well...she's great for a
laugh and a chat and comes across as a really good Mum. Their son Matt is
the drummer from Betchadupa...one of the strongest pounding drummers I've
ever watched and such a nice guy- he's always the first of the Betcha boys
to say Hi and welcome me...I always remember things like that.
I'm back at the Stamford Plaza- which has a Pool on the roof, I'm
determined to start some serious swimming. I have the red Speedo's.
Get a call from Sharon, who's at home with Elroy- so it's a good time to
catch up. The guys are all rehearsing at the Kare Kare room, and Eddie
Vedder arrives tomorrow.
On the way out of the Hotel I spot a great white chocolate mousse cake
perfect for Dawn, El and myself (OINK). Really nice catching up, Sharon has
great tastes in furniture and the house is looking amazing. Really great
nice. Long overdue.
On the way back to the hotel I call by the St. James Theatre and crash the
Pacific Renaissance wrap party for Xena-Warrior Princess. Yes the last shot
was filmed and they are using the venue for a last fling. Heaps of great
flowers and next day Helen and myself scurry about grabbing them for the
Finn band rooms... recycling is good especially for these lovely flowers.
I overheard people talking at the party that Xena gets killed off in a very
lovely way!!!!!! Heading way past midnight so I head to my rooftop hotel
room and get some sleep.
OK I did it, I swam today...have started, broken in the red speedo's and my
Crowdie board shorts, a huge effort but I felt great.
Brent Eccles calls and I taxi to their home and we head off to Mt Eden
furniture sales to grab some couches, chairs and a bar for the stage and
backstage. Brent lets me do the deal and we secure the bar stool and the
bar glasses which works out better then a discount. Take forever in this
great bargain store getting chunky black material, decided to do a fake
upholstery job ...the couch is kind of beat up but all 3 of us decide it's
Head back to the Hotel and end up watching the Charlies Angels Movie which
is a bit of a let down, has moments but overall it doesn't work...even Ling
and cast...it could of been really great, so many twists but ends up being a
5.5 out of ten...
The TV is acting very weird, I'm thinking major Sun spot eruption problems.
This recent sunspot eruption is the largest in 10 years, 13 times the size
of the Earth. My top floor view just allows me to view a small part of the
"Aurora Australis"... would of been amazing to see the whole natural light
show. I wonder what early man thought of the "southern lights"...probably
thought it was the end of the world.....what's cave man for "pretty"...????
No April Fools Day Jokes..was let off easy.
Arrive at the Venue and work on all 6 band rooms, all day, and 1 main room
that I call "Sanctuary". It has Tibetan Flags crisscrossing the roof, woven
lamps, the wonderful sari's and lights and incense and a small bar fridge.
We add Neil's Optigan (model 35002)...I LOVE this machine. Probably because
I have found a musical instrument that likes me.
Picture me with black and red hair pertruding out of a winter flap cap (fake
fur sides) in the red bowling shirt (always worn at the first gig for good
luck) pumping out a song in a room lit by candles and coloured globes...
both Ed from Radiohead and Sebastian had a decent chuckle at my "musical
image".....Lisa attempted to dance to my jungle beat but even her dancing
skills were thrown off by the odd bad key!!!!!
Head up to dinner with various people, some I know, some I don't, we have
the top of the theatre catered for every night, it's a good spot for a chat.
This cute guy is sitting opposite with very intense eyes that kind of not
only look into you but go for a walk....I figure he is a new crew member, as
we have 1 or 3....
Eventually food is over and I tell Sharon I'm heading back to the band
rooms for a final check, so she comes along and the crew guy. he has a laugh
at my usual weird comments that somehow escape out of my mouth and get me
into trouble...I'm sure it's all an insecure thing on my part....someone
will write a song "Big mouth takes a fall" one day I'm sure...
Well I my head snaps as the crewman walks into Eddie Vedders room and I add
it up 1 and 1 =3...this IS Eddie Vedder. He shakes my hand warmly and I am
feeling silly for not even knowing who this is- the man is loved by millions
and I'm sure he thinks I'm a complete tosser.
Just from a few moments of chat he comes across as incredibly intelligent
and a pool of calm floats in that head...I can see the wheels turn as he
thinks before replying....... gone are the long twisted locks, gone are the
shorts and he is petite'. Photos and rock dog videos always make him look
tall, well in my mind anyway. he has a golden tan from living in the surf.
The best thing is I don't even think of him as this rock star, the better
thing is, he seems not to either- a huge relief.
Neil goes past and says "I see you've met Eddie"... I nod.
Rehearsal is underway and I am captivated by the incredible Johnny Marr of
The Smiths fame, they play "On the Corner" and I am so happy. Marr is
everything that I thought he would be.
I head back to the rooms for towels and stage water and find Eddie trying
to get sleep, on the floor. Which as the backstage warden is a huge No.No, I
will always do whatever I can for our band to make backstage more
comfortable...eventually I put two huge couches together and take him
upstairs to the darkened balcony which is a nicer nap area.
Neil meanwhile is having fun onstage, the unit is gelling, sounding hot and
I am in musical bliss. I could sit and watch all night. Neil mikes if I've
seen Eddie and would he like to rehearse a few songs, he's been napping with
the door open and this "i'm here, here, here" voice . He heads downstairs
and the final piece of this musical group takes form...... this week will be
incredible, lucky red bowling shirt or not....
Head home and call Marky, my first 12 hour work day is over. It's raining
outside, this always happens when we play Auckland.
Up at 8.00 and head to the roof and swim in the rain. I notice 3 office
workers watching me from their glass tower, I settle into some long swimming
strokes...they are still watching when I am toweling myself.
The great news is that One Nil is still top ten in Australia and remains at
#1 in NZ. A good sign.
Have breakfast at Sandeli, they make good coffee so I always go their.
Arrive at the St James and set the couch up for stage with Helen, a huge
effort as the material is pretty damn ugly. Comes out really well,
considering how small the stage is.
Meet the lovely Alice from our NZ office and she drops the tshirt stock in
for Merch. Peter our tour manager has this extremely lovely daughter Brooke
and her friendly Lizzy who are my sellers for the shows- hell I'd buy a
tshirt from such beauty's.
Eddie says Hi and I confess that I'm incredibly happy that he is one inch
shorter then I am...he laughs and says "small men are smarter as their brain
is closer to their hearts".
Neil signs several hundred cd covers, and tells me is loves his room. The
Tibetan wall hanging looks like House of Finn Camelot style.
I end up doing the bar onstage, trying to hide in the shadows, but several
songs I just dance my arse off. Betchadupa walk on as special guests towards
the end of the set and Vedder works them into a frenzy....History never
repeats/I Got You.
Tim climbs up for a few songs, one being EDIBLE FLOWERS, the song the Enz
demo'd and it will be one of the tracks on the next Finn Brothers cd, which
will be recorded later this year. So they are making this their own. Sadly I
don't think the Enz will ever record again.
Two encores, a great show, Lisa looks amazing with her violin. The
radiohead boys are fun and amazing muso's... I talk to a certain major pr
lady who thinks Ed O Brien from Radio head is sex on two legs...and yes he
is.....he stalks the stage with his guitar...a great look...and where as Ed
Vedder is is my height, Ed O'Brien is tall that clouds float under his
13 hours at the Venue today...spoil myself with icecream sorbet desert when
I get to my room. The 2 hours time difference means I can call home every
Rain again....and up at 8.00 for my swim...and I catch the 3 office workers
still having a look...so I give them a show. After 6 laps I strip off my
board shorts and cruise the water in my red speedo's, my stomach is getting
nice and flat.....I even do a flip turn...maybe not Olympic standard but I
fluke it...I impressed myself....move over Grant Hackett. (:
Read the newspaper in bed and Russell Baillie who some musicians think is a
tosser gives the gig a glowing review...good to see.
I head to the Venue after buying fresh flowers and more candles, one of our
new crew tell me that both the couches and the bar are being moved up
higher....I want lower so people can't see me...several thousand people in
front of one is a bit scary...I just won't look up.
I leave my camera in Sanctaury saying PLEASE TAKE PHOTOS for the bulletin
board. We have this big board in the corridor and it's just crying out to be
covered by snaps. By the end of the night my film has been used up.
Give Helen a hand with putting paper on every seat (it says MKE ME FLY on
it) so everyone gets to make a paper plane - Neil's idea I guess. Can't
believe Helen did every seat last night, a huge effort.
Bic Runga has several shows just down the road, she decided it was time to
test a few new songs, it kills me knowing she is playing and I'm working
...argh, try not to think about it.
Swim again and the three office people have added a shorter person to their
enclave...she's in the middle and they are surrounding her, all 4 are
watching...she is very short....maybe it's Eddie Vedder watching me swim? (:
Speak to David at Whitcoulls, am amazed, will finally get to meet the
amazing Mercedes Lackey and her equally talented husband Larry Dixon...am
blown away. All these people turning up across the other side of the globe.
Mercedes as most of the readers know, has for a long while been in my top 3
writers...Rosemaree will be blown away as she loves her stuff too.
Head to the venue with a huge smile on my face.
Christian has been a gift from the gods, he helps me out every day from ice
to alcohol- just this cool guy- stands next to me at the shows...he's a baby
face 18 year old...I'm an evil man and keep asking him for ID when he has a
drink. So Chris if you are reading this, thankyou.
The guitar solos are red hot tonight. Neil gives me a thanks onstage but
I'm backstage checking the band rooms so Christian is standing their
...pretending to be me....confuses Neil a tad but I'm always on the run.
I'm wearing my Lacrezia De Sade patent leathers tonight and that lovely
Vedder man says he really does want to get into my pants.......... to
possibly wear onstage. We are the same size (waist not dick...well I've
never asked that).....my one thought is that he'd probably cop crap if a
press person spotted him.....he asks if we could just swap pants for one
song...I say we should do it onstage, just drop our dacks. It's a
possibility. I like to look at people's body parts.....Marky has the best
nose in the world, Ben Shapiro the back of his neck and his fingers (like
all sound-men?), Neil Finn good eyes, Belinda Chapple amazing legs, Sophie
Monk a great nose, Ed O'Brien, perfect cheekbones, Lisa Germano lovely neck,
Liam Finn amazing eyes, and Eddie Vedder it's ears and eyes. Myself I have
great ears ...and sometimes my blue eyes look good.....sadly usually only
after sex.....which means only one person gets to see them, unless I'm
reacting Sparticus or having sex in a public place!!!!
Well I went to bed really upset last night, Mark has been sick, severe food
poisoning, he sounds better but I hate not being at home for my best friend
in the whole universe....It upset me too much , had a small cry, sounds
silly but it seems useless being so far away.
I am ten minutes late but I catch Mercedes and Larry doing their talk,
really fascinating, I didn't know Larry thought of the Gryphon's... he
describes them and yes I am a Gryphon under this human skin. Had to get back
to the Venue half way though but it was just great, they sign a book that
I'll pick up tomorrow.
I have one copy of HUSSY with me , and Eddie V. takes me into his
confidence on a fun stage idea, so I know the book has to go to him. let it
be known now that he has the #1 book and I did sign it.....
I tell him not to show Neil yes as I want to give Neil/Sharon their copies,
Sharon has had a quick read.
Anyway I give Ed the book, its a non diary moment...all good.
So he comes out to see me in the foyer a few hours later, I think he went
back to the Hotel and read it...am blown away by that, and a bit embarrassed
as even I haven't read it..... the one thing he is amazed with is that
someone else knows who Prince Planet is...he confesses that at school he
made a Prince Planet medallion that was heat sealed......its a vague memory
of Prince Planets existence- exactly like mine and I take this as the
ultimate sign... this is so cool.
Brent totally spoils me and drives me to see Bic mid gig...we miss the show
but she is still in the Venue, she jumps and screams and its just does my
heart good to see her so happy. We have to get back to the show but we'll
catch up tomorrow night, very kind of Brent and the wonderful Merlin who is
After the show some weird vibe must of filtered out to all concerned,
within moments Sanctuary was changed from a chill out zone to a wild party.
To me with my empathy , it felt very much like Voodoo, people were dancing
it and Neil's Optigan was pumping out the beat, we congo lined, we limbo'd
we danced freely and damn sexy... Moet was balanced on heads, people just
cut loose...incredibly free. I snapped a few images, danced and danced, my
feet were so sore when I finally went to bed.
Talk to Becky for ages on the phone, just a vibe to call.
Can't get "Better man" out of my brain... what a song.
Very little sleep but I still swim and the famous 3 are their on
time...sorry girls I was 10 minutes late. Still the water did wonders for
my aches on my feet and back....so flip, just graceful strokes.
Drop in film from last night, took this lovely shot of Ed OBrien and Johnny
Marr and his lovely wife Angie...doing the totem pole shot, 3 heads on top
of each other...you can do that with Ed as he is so damn tall. So come back
to the F.16 site soon as I'll send Deb some of these snaps for the photo
Have a danish at Whitcoulls and I collect my book. From what I gather both
Mercedes and Larry both checked out the gig, and loved it- even that rockin'
bar man.....so they signed a message in a hardcover book and left their
phone numbers etc in the USA with "give us a call.." really sweet people.
On the way to the film shop Idecide to call into the DEN sex shop to buy a
PVC jacket for the stage tonight. So funny , the owner was unloading stock
while I was paying for the jacket, as I was signing my credit card receipt
this 10 inch jelly looking dildo was in front of me on the counter, and
every stroke of the pen made the thing wiggle...hysterical.
Run into Mr Vedder and Mr Marr at soundcheck, they both say there is a
surprise song in the set but neither will tell me what this treat is, but I
will, our of everyone love it....... Sebastian and Phil blow it by saying
wow "The Smiths"- How soon is now?.....hard to keep a surprise at rehearsal,
but I AM over the moon.
I'm alone with Johnny Marr and we talk about The Smiths, and Morrissey and
I keep saying I shouldn't talk about it as I'm sure Smiths fans hassle the
shit out of him etc.....but he says that simply because I'm not hassling we
can talk, and that felt good. He will be treating us by appearing at some
of Neil's UK shows so for that reason as well I hope I am on the tour.
What a week, I feel like a kid who has the keys for the magic shop, I have
that silly smile on my face, I'd love another week like this....
Helen types while I read out the lyrics for How soon is now, just so
everyone gets it right...for those of you discovering old music get The
Smith's "Hatful of Hollow" cd as "How soon is now" is on that- you may
recognize the lyrics as the song for the CHARMED tv series, its not The
Smiths playing it but similar...
I head out to the road-case to do a stock check, its in the St James Foyer,
I leave the doors open so the fans waiting in the rain can hear soundcheck.
Eddie comes out and tells me to head to his room in the 2nd half of the set
(oh honey)....but sadly it's just for "the stage project".
The show is underway, sold out again. The second half I am in Eddies room ,
attempting to make his hair into a Split Enz mohawk ...that's the secret,
during TAKE A WALK Eddie Vedder will have a (small) Enz mohawk, eyeliner,
makeup and an original Enz shirt made by some girls in 1974...with THE
SPLITZ on the back...Anne from the front bar had this...save dit all these
years...and I tell he rit's fate as Eddie needs something to wear thats
Our problem is that his hair refuses to stay up....no time to do the old
soap trick so I'm holding it together, he's upside down allowing gravity and
eventually and tonnes of hair lacquer we have something...not what we
But the reaction is good...Neil just grins, loves it. They do a kick arse
version of TAKE A WALK......Eddie thanks Neil for SOME GREAT SEX....No No No
he says , for a fantastic week.... I am killing myself so funny. I can
picture Neil wondering if I have corrupted Eddie Vedder.... massive hair
products, kohl eyeliner, eyeshadow, clothing, gay jokes....BUT Mr Finn it
was all his own doing, I wasn't even a catalyst....honestly!!!!!!!
So this is it the last night, our prize winner bar person is Kylie and she
gets down, dances and says its the best night in her whole life- she is all
smiles...she means it. I like it when people are happy.
After the majority have left I start to pack up the band room, have a dance
with Lisa Germano... she tries to teach me the tango..I do ok but need more
lessons. Bridget the publicist arrives and gives me a lovely full colour
group shot that gets signed by all the St James artists...it's great and
will be framed for the office. The photo should be used in Rolling Stone.
Head back to the hotel, which is behind Tabac where the after show party is
underway. Neil has left his green jacket behind again..this jacket has more
lives then a cat..so I find it and wear it to Tabac...he's outside, saying
goodbye to Tim and Marie so I give him the coat to his delight.
Head inside and practice the Tango with Lisa, head to the couch and Alice
from our office comes over, I massage out the stress bump on her neck....
Tracey Magan rocks up, we've all known Tracey for years, daughter of
promoter Ian and she looks great, squashes onto my knee and we just both go
into hysterics, talk bra talk with Dawn, Mr Marr is signing a stack of 12"
Smiths vinyl, and another family friend Geraldine takes her spot on the
couch...she has great legs, and gossamer stockings...share her splif...think
it's Niugini Gold as two puffs and that's a bit of a superlative high..hey
I'm a cheap date.
I give Anne from the St James a cuddle, she has these lovely black glasses,
like the ones Katie from Bardot wears...it's a good look. Go and say goodbye
to Eddie last, he pockets my card with all my contact numbers on it and says
he is totally hopeless at writing, and I assure him that's all fine, as long
as he has the numbers, our paths will cross, just one of those fate things,
if not it's ok- good to know that all multi million selling rockstars are
not wankers, it's been a great week. I leave a few hours later, Neil is
still enjoying himself, it's going to be a late night in the Velvet Lounge.
What a night, finally fall asleep at 5.30.....sleep takes me over like a
Wake up at 9.00, the true test of swimming is doing so even when you don't
want to. I feel fatigued, but I put on a brave face, climb the stairs to my
roof pool and do some laps....it helps, I feel good.
Call Neil to say thanks for a mighty week, I thought he was Liam, they are
starting to sound the same. He thanks me and says he will call in a few days
to let me know if the budget allows me to go to the UK...I'm kind of cool
about it- either way I am fine.
Alice calls by and sits on my case and we finally get it closed. Katie at
reception thanks me for the gig tickets, which was nice and she gets a car
to take me to the airport. I am incredibly happy- I smile at all the
wildflowers growing next to the road to the airport.
I scribble this down:
"I sometimes love the impossible and at times the impossible loves me
back". Not sure what it all means...but it's a feel good sort of day.
Head to the VIP lounge, just write and read, very chilled.
It's a long flight back, sleep, well very lightly...just want to get home.
Arrive home to find that Marky has made some of his world famous sausage
rolls....spoilt. Watch Buffy....happy.
A grey Melbourne sky, think I've packed Aucklands weather in my bag too,
which is ok I like the rain. Start signing the hundreds of F.16-Hussy books,
am trying to mail them all tomorrow. For those readers who still want a copy
of the Famous for 16 Minutes book, Deb has created a credit card area- just
head to merchandise....or email email@example.com if you are a club member and
mention you would like price details for Hussy.
Rosemaree calls by and we head to babble for Coffee....they almost didn't
recognize me with black hair.
Time for the Fave/Creep List.
Fave Snack- Cadbury Snow Flake-a chocolate flake with a white centre.
Fave person-Eddie Vedder.
Fave couple award- Johnny and Angie Marr
Fave Song-Betterman- Finn/Vedder version.....and How Soon is Now.
Fave Hairdo-Bic Runga.
Fave fashion piece- anything black and shiny.
Creep of the month...for once I love the whole world!
Fave swimwear- Red Speedo's ..must have drawstring.
Fave body part- ears!
Fave DVD- Tackle Happy- 2 men, 2 dicks 2 much spare time. Directed by Mick
Molloy. It's the infamous Puppetry of the Penis" guys on the road. Also
contains some footage, never before shown, of POTP at Hessies Shed.
As Tony Martin says "Just like a John Pilger documentary but with more
Woman love these guys... a hit at all Bridal showers.
So that's it for me, better go and get back to the signing of more copies of
p.s.- this has ended up being a huge Diary update.....so I'm not checking
for mistakes. (sorry).
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